Their cry for help

by XfromwithinX   Jan 23, 2007


The sadness in their eyes,
the terror in their crys,
no body sees their lives are full of lies.

Their peachy skin is turned to blue,
their memories stuck with glue,
if only someone knew.

How much they hurt inside,
when fist and face collide,
their freedom is denied.

Hiding in the corner scared and cold,
their routine now rusty and old,
they long for a new so shiny and bold.

A question longing to be answered in each mind,
Why are mummy and daddy so unkind.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Al

    As usual your poems are amazing, and you write with strong feelings

  • 17 years ago

    by Cherish

    Wow i reli lyk dis one lora!!!!
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    Cherish x

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    by CY GINDLE

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  • 17 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    Mannnnnnn i love this poem. you
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    it but its not about that at all its just a well written poem and the contents is
    personal, you rent space in my brain
    and thats a good thing 5/5 as always
    cy

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